So both the kids have colds. Tonight, I walked over to our friend’s house to see her new hardwood floors and no sooner than I arrived home, N started SCREAMING. I went upstairs and he pointed to his pillow and said “that made me cough.” I asked him if he wanted some medicine and gave him some mot.rin and got him settled back down. As I tucked him in, this is what he says:
“Lay with me…for a minute.”
Can’t they just always love us like this?